We stop moving in circles, just swaying. My arms curl under yours, coming up your back, hands pulling on your shoulders, standing on my tip toes. Lo...king onto your eyes, I start under your chin, gliding my tongue up and over, pulling away from lips at the last moment. Anger and lust, you're getting there. Not yet. Not yet.We stop dancing. I pull my arms away. Staring into your eyes, a languid lick of my lips. I step back. I take another step, my finger finds its way to my mouth, I. "Pay attention" she commanded. "You mix this sperm to equal amounts with mineral oil and you have a very good, very sexy lubrican't."She pours some mineral oil into the cup and then fetched a penis-like object with straps from the cupboard. It's my chin-dildo. She lifts my head and places the dildo on my chin. She then securely fastens the straps behind my head so that it cannot move from it's place. With a burning desire and anticipation, she pours then entire cup over the dildo, gently. I was waiting for the train to reach Mumbai so that I can touch her as I want.My wife was not comfortable with PDA so I didn’t want to try something on the train. Ruhi bent down to take some stuff from the bag and my eyes got stuck on her cleavage. Her cleavage was looking like a deep valley. Some part of boobs was inviting me to get them pressed. I went near Ruhi and held her in my arms.I looked into her eyes for a while and she gave a lovely smile. That’s it. After eight years of marriage,. It's sort of a reunion."From Milly's use of the phrase "us girls", Wynne took it that she wasanother transformee, and Wynne was taken aback that they seemed tocontinue to socialise together, and even apparently to refer to theirsituation fairly openly. Did their husbands know what it was that boundthem together? Their conversation was interrupted by a call from thekitchen door."Wynnie dear, would you be an angel and help me set the table. With allour nattering, time has rather gotten away from.